Wheeling Gull Isle paperback dreams in their deep dose,

she had watched from the greenhills in horror.
she had screamed out in terror, almost snapping her ankle in a mad dash downward.
caracal, waterlogged; ava, all but drowned.
heda was among them, weeping, trying to bring ava back; oh; "breathe, breathe," terrors compounded until her heart lashed and scudded with a fear that would never abate.